I’m still drawing but I’m really hesitant about putting new cartoons here. I have 40 new for the collection I’ll put out at some point. A few are still with magazines but the silence is deafening. I’ve now come to the point where I don’t think I’ll ever be properly published or have somebody pay money for my cartoons. In fact, I’m not sure why I carry on except I like them. Anyway, here is an old cartoon, I might have only ever published to Twitter.
Why Dunciad.com?
It’s a cool domain name and it was available. Yes, I know. Available. Crazy, isn’t it?
Really?
Yes. It also helps that it’s also my favourite satire written by Alexander Pope, one of the most metrically pure English poets who also knew his way around a crude insult or two. If you’ve not read it, you should give it a try.
So this is satire, right?
Can’t deny it. There will be some. But it’s also an experiment in writing and drawing, giving work away for free in order to see how many people are willing to support a writer doing his thing. It’s the weird stuff that I wouldn’t get published elsewhere in this word of diminishing demands and cookie-cutter tastes.
